Published at 29th of January 2026 10:14 am

Chapter 383

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The sword was coming at me.

As I watched the flying sword, I narrowed my eyes. My body had already reacted. The tips of my toes moved as I stepped back.

Half a step's distance—I widened that gap, shifting my upper body backward as well.

Kwagak-!!

A blade swept right past in front. If I'd been even a moment slower, I would have been cut.

My hand moved to my waist. I drew my Divine Sword.

Wooong-!

A murderous aura was palpable. My eyes opened wide—Moon Eye glowed, light pouring forth. Now I could see my opponent's sword path.

'Huh?'

My eyes went wide the instant I saw it. Why are there so many sword paths? I hadn't expected this many. I flinched. That sheer number of sword paths...

'I only saw that with the Small Moon Division leader or the other absolute masters.'

With the Sword Emperor, it was as if there were no visible sword paths at all.

Only those who'd reached incomprehensible heights could wield this many sword paths.

'What is this guy?'

Who was this young man? Eyes narrowed, I swung my sword.

Kkiriririk-!!!

The sword blades clashed. Out of the countless possible paths, I picked one and blocked it.

'That's the right one.'

The lines were so vague, it was almost impossible to pick one. It had been close.

"Oh."

The youth let out a short exclamation, apparently surprised that I'd blocked it.

This brat, huh?

Such a crappy reaction.

I pressed down with my toes. If I didn't, I would've slowly been pushed back. Even the pressure from the clashing blades was extraordinary.

Tight.

I tensed my thigh muscles.

"Sss."

I steadied my breath and drew up my energy.

Paddeudeudeuk-!!!

The force of my heart technique surged through me. The energy burst forth from my dantian, coursing through my meridians.

I focused it to a single point. Without letting the moment slip by, I put everything into creating an opening.

Kung-!!

The strike, charged at a single point, knocked his sword away.

"......!"

I could see surprise in the youth's eyes. My momentum-filled assault had created an opening in his guard.

'Now.'

I didn't hesitate. I recalled the murderous intent that had come at me earlier.

I had no intention of backing down—I brought my sword down at once.

Night Moon.

I tried to overwhelm him like a night sky falling.

"Haha."

A short laugh.

"This is fun."

Kwaang-!

"... Kuh!?"

He swung his sword upward, shattering my Night Moon. The shockwave exploded, breaking my stance as well. When had he...?

'When—'

When did he recover his stance? I was sure I'd broken it... My hand was tingling. To neutralize my martial arts like this...

'This is...'

It was eerily similar to Yu Chun-gil's style. That old man used to do just like this.

I staggered back, unwilling to give ground, but I'd already been pushed back for a moment.

And then—

"This isn't it."

A voice tinged with disappointment, and then—Paak-!

"Gah!"

He kicked me in the chest, sending me flying. I knelt on one knee, clutching my chest and trying to catch my breath.

"Why aren't you using it?"

"... What...?"

The young man spoke to me.

"I mean, the secret art Sword Saint left behind. I'm asking why you're not using it."

A secret art left by the Sword Saint? No way...

"... Are you talking about Moon Heaven?"

"Oh, is that its name?"

The youth grinned at my answer.

"Not a bad name."

His smile sent a chill down my spine. An indescribable sensation. What is this damned feeling? Just what is he?

I was still clutching my aching chest when—

"... Senior Brother...!"

Chun Uijin stepped between us, blocking my path and speaking tensely to the young man.

"What are you doing all of a sudden...!"

"Oh... Who's this?"

The youth grinned at Chun Uijin.

"Aren't you my fellow disciple, Junior Brother Chun? It's been a while."

Fellow disciple, senior brother.

From those words, I could guess their relationship. At least this person was from the Blue Moon Sect.

Obviously. You could tell at a glance.

'Because he has the Moon Eye.'

Wearing the Blue Moon Division's martial robes, with Moon Eye open. Just from that, it was obvious he was an expert of the Blue Moon Sect.

'... But who?'

I'd never seen this person before. Since joining the Blue Moon Sect, I'd checked every regular member. I'd never seen someone like him.

Which meant—

'Someone active outside.'

He must have been working outside the Blue Moon Sect for a long time.

'There are only three like that.'

There were only three people assigned to long-term missions outside the sect.

And among them—

'Someone about that age.'

He looked just past thirty, not obviously young, but not old either.

As I considered this, one figure came to mind.

'... Could it be that person?'

I'd heard of him, but never discussed him explicitly.

The Blue Moon Sect's Moonlit Delight is a famous genius.

But even apart from her, the sect was known for being full of powerful masters.

Among them—

'Only one.'

Strangely famous, yet not all that eye-catching for all his reputation.

His title was probably—

"... Silver Moon Sword."

"Oh."

The youth responded to my words.

"So you know me."

Grinning as if I'd answered correctly.

His identity: Silver Moon Sword, Yu Yul.

Just as I was called the Sword Saint's successor and disciple—

He was the one known as the disciple of the Virtuous Moon Sword.

* * *

Disciple of the Virtuous Moon Sword.

The current Blue Moon Sect Leader, Virtuous Moon Sword, could claim the entire sect as disciples.

Or, with the blood ties, he could call Chun Uijin and Chun Hye-In his disciples.

But Virtuous Moon Sword never called either them or any other disciple his disciple explicitly.

Perhaps because they were part of the sect, or even family, but he never bothered to call them that out loud.

'Just a single person.'

Among all those countless students, just one.

Virtuous Moon Sword had explicitly called one person his disciple.

That was Yu Yul, known as the Silver Moon Sword.

He had just passed thirty and always had those sleepy, half-shut eyes.

Like Chun Uijin and Chun Hye-In, he was a second-generation disciple belonging to the Small Moon Division.

Of course, his Moon Eye was awakened.

Those blue eyes, clearly visible while we fought moments ago, were now closed, so I couldn't see them well.

"I'm back."

Yu Yul said with a smile. At those words, Virtuous Moon Sword looked at him.

"You're back."

"Yes, master. Your disciple has returned."

Virtuous Moon Sword showed little reaction even as Yu Yul appeared. As if he'd expected him at just this time.

"How many years has it been? About three years, I suppose."

Three years—the length of time Yu Yul had been away from the sect.

"I've yet to see the Small Moon Division leader, but I've heard quite a few things happened in the meantime."

"There have been no small number of events. But—"

Virtuous Moon Sword looked away from Yu Yul and fixed his gaze on me.

"You caused trouble the moment you arrived."

"Ah."

At that, Yu Yul looked at me.

"Yes, I did. It looked interesting, you see."

"Interesting?"

"I was so curious. They said that famed Sword Saint's successor had appeared... I wanted to visit but was too busy, so I've been dying of curiosity."

"So you started something as soon as you arrived?"

"Started something? No, I just wanted to exchange blows with a fellow sect member, right? Didn't you think so?"

"......"

At Yu Yul's words, I scowled.

What's with this guy?

'He's uncomfortable.'

Strangely... No, extremely uncomfortable. It wasn't his manner of speaking—

'It's his presence.'

This feeling... It's the same discomfort I've felt before, but can't quite place.

Couldn't pin it down just yet.

"Hmm, am I wrong?"

Yu Yul shrugged.

"Yu Yul."

"Ah, yes, master."

"Don't you think it's a problem that something else was more important than reporting back?"

Virtuous Moon Sword's gaze turned icy; only then did Yu Yul look awkwardly apologetic.

"Sorry. I was thoughtless."

"I'll be punishing you for that later."

"Understood."

"I called you for the Martial Tournament, but as it seems there is no issue between you two, squad member Bang, you may go."

"... Understood."

Maybe because the situation was explained, they wanted me to leave first. As I nodded and turned to go—

"Let's see each other again next time."

Yu Yul bid me farewell.

'... This guy, like all the others.'

Why does everyone keep saying we'll meet again?

* * *

Right after Bang Sung-Yun left, the two remained. Virtuous Moon Sword broke a heavy silence to address Yu Yul.

"What did you do."

His voice was colder than before. Hearing it, Yu Yul just shrugged.

"I told you, didn't I? I was really curious."

He'd been curious about the man called Sword Saint's successor.

He just wanted to pick a fight to see what kind of person I was.

"He was more underwhelming than expected. Master, is that friend really the Sword Saint's disciple?"

He was disappointed. That was Yu Yul's first impression of Bang Sung-Yun.

"My ears were ringing from hearing all the stories as I came back, so I had high expectations."

Moon Hero, hero who saved Sichuan and Henan—

Sword Saint reborn—

Even that, what was it—

"Youngest candidate for alliance leader?"

Since Divine Spear stepped down as alliance leader, new candidates have appeared. I heard that friend was among them, too.

Honestly, I was so baffled.

"Perhaps, master, did you pull some strings—"

Sweesh—

"Oh dear."

With a sharp sound, a bit of Yu Yul's hair was cut. Feeling that, sweat beaded on his cheek.

'Didn't even see it.'

Virtuous Moon Sword hadn't even drawn his sword. He'd only looked. Yet this happened.

"If you're displeased, just say so. Will you cut your disciple's neck?"

"Don't cross the line. The title of disciple is not so grand that it will protect you from anything."

"Yes, I know. Still, could you let it slide? Do you know how hard I worked these past years just to follow your orders?"

"I know."

"So—"

"Because I know, that's why I'll stop here."

"......"

At that, Yu Yul fell silent. He'd only get into huge trouble if he continued.

Truly, his master was always a terrifying figure.

'Best not say more.'

The miraculous legacy that made him called the Sword Saint Reborn.

He'd wanted to ask about that, too. But that probably wasn't possible here.

'Something about him...'

His master seemed most wary of that person.

'What was he hiding?'

Aside from his good looks, what else was there at first impression?

Certainly, he was exceptionally talented for his age, but compared to the rumors, he was lacking.

'Hmm.'

That made it all the more interesting. Because it felt as though he was hiding something.

Just then—

"Yu Yul."

Virtuous Moon Sword called his name. Yu Yul's sleepy eyes opened a little.

"Yes, sir?"

"How did it go?"

"Ah."

To the main point, then. That made him smirk a little.

"I heard the struggle for the Young sect leader's seat will start soon, and here you are, asking about work first..."

"There won't be a second warning."

"Understood."

So it wasn't the time for joking around. Yu Yul replied, accepting that.

"Here you are."

He took out a letter and handed it to Virtuous Moon Sword.

"The request you made."

This was—

"The records of the Death King hiding on Mount Guiseong."

These held the details of Yu Yul's past three years.

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